Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Challenge: 56: Nightfall at drabble_weekly.
Spoilers/Setting: Just before Vol. 7.
Summary: Dee stands on the roof of his building as night falls.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
Dee leant on the wall that surrounded the rooftop of his building, taking the occasional drag at the cigarette in his left hand. He was trying to cut down and this was his first since he’d gotten home from work, which wasn’t saying much; he’d parked out front hardly more than twenty minutes ago and come straight up to the roof for a smoke, putting off lighting up for all of fifteen minutes.
Used to be, he’d think nothing of smoking in his apartment, but now he had Ryo to consider, so it was rooftop or fire escape these days. Tonight, the roof had been more appealing, if only for the view. Not that it was some vast panorama or anything; the top of a four-storey brownstone was nothing compared with Manhattan’s skyscrapers, but he’d left work as the sun was setting, and now the twilight of late evening was darkening towards nightfall.
Somewhere far above him, unseen thanks to the lights of the Big Apple, stars were coming out, twinkling against the velvet black of the night sky. It was a romantic setting, in its own way; made him wish Ryo were here. He took another drag. Maybe tomorrow.